Alex woke up from an odd feeling of pressure. Did she have to go number two? No, it felt different, there was something hard and heavy in her diaper - with a shock, she realized she had already gone in her sleep! Of course she'd expected this to happen at some point, she'd been lucky to get through the whole previous day without pooping, but now that she felt and smelled it the humiliation still felt horrible, much worse than yesterday's wet diapers, the spoon-feeding at dinner and drinking from baby bottles.
Alex knew she should call for her parents to change her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Maybe there was a way for her to deal with this herself, show her parents she wasn't completely dependent on them and also avoid the embarassment of her mom or dad wiping her butt? She looked over at the changing table. The open packages of diapers and wipes on top of it were out of her reach, but the extra packages were on the bottom shelf - she wouldn't even have to stand up to reach them. But first, she'd have to get out of the crib. The bars were high, reaching up to her chest when she stood on the mattress, but maybe she could pile up her plushies and the blanket to make a way out? When she moved to gather the plushies together, she noticed how the snug-fitting diaper pushed the poop onto her rear - surely moving around, her skin would get even dirtier. She'd have to get rid of the soiled diaper first of all.
Alex didn't want to sit or lie on her back in the poop, so she got into a squatting position to try and carefully take the diaper off. With her small, pudgy fingers it wasn't easy to get hold of the sticky tapes holding the diaper together on her waist, but after a while she managed to pry the right one loose and started to pull. With the little strength she had in her arm, the tape didn't give way easily. She had to tear as hard as she cut to finally make it come off. Now that the diaper was held only on one side and more loosely, the smell became much more intense. Disgusted, Alex begun to work on the left tape. It was more difficult to get hold of, and the diaper moved around more as the little girl tried. Suddenly, she felt something warm slip out of the diaper and land next to her foot. She looked down and saw a small poo lying on her bedsheet. Desperate and defeated, Alex started to cry uncontrollably, sounding just like the little toddler she had become.